The corpses of the three Khitans were placed in the courtyard of Old Man Zhang, and Zhong Twelve scolded and said, "Unlucky, stop for two days first." I didn't kill it, so why should I bury it? "This kind of thankless thing, Zhong Twelve can be saved. He searched for two days, and maybe the other family would bury the three bodies.

Not everyone believed that the Khitans would come to take revenge, and after dark, some returned to the village with a sense of luck. Zhong Twelve is one of them. Outside the village, the crops that had just been planted were growing well. "If these fools never come back, won't I be rich?" Zhong Twelve secretly thought that in the house of the old man Zhang next door, he found dozens of coarse porcelain dishes, porcelain is a good thing, the Zhong family originally only had clay pots and pottery bowls. The Eight Immortals Table and Taishi Chair, which I had fancied earlier, also moved over the courtyard wall.

Looking at the pile of good things in his yard, Zhong Twelve was quite proud, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "It's a pity that the widow of the Zhang family was taken away by the robber's mother-in-law." Thinking of this, his wife Wu asked timidly: "Boss, is it really okay for the Khitan people to come?" Zhong Twelve was regretful, rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and scolded angrily: "You ask me, I ask who to go, phew, bad luck!" Wu was yelled at by him, and suddenly stopped making a sound. Zhong Twelve turned to the side and muttered, "Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless." ”

Perhaps the Bodhisattva did not hear his prayers. In the middle of the night, the frightened Zhong couple had just laid down when the sound of horses' hooves in a torrential rain shattered the silence of the deserted village. The barking of a mad dog came from next door, and immediately after, the strange shouts of the Khitan people sounded in all directions. Zhong Twelve had just put his head in the crack in the door, only to hear a "bang", the door was kicked open, and Zhong Twelve fell to the ground with the Wu family behind him. Three or four fierce Khitans poured in, the scimitars reflected the torches, dazzling, Zhong Twelve only heard Wu shouting loudly with a crying voice: "Be in charge, be in charge." His heart trembled, and he just struggled for a while, and his head was hit hard, and he immediately bled nonstop. The Khitans took him and the Wu family to the courtyard of the Zhang family, and the other dozen or so villagers also stood in the courtyard with fear.

A Khitan man with a horsewhip in his hand walked over and asked sharply, "Who killed Daguan Xiao?" Zhong Twelve's face was pale, his knees were weak, and before he could kneel down and beg for mercy, he kicked him in the stomach with one leg, Zhong Twelve staggered and fell to the ground, with a bang, he spit out all the bile, and shouted in his mouth: "Master spare your life, alas...... Spare your life, sir, oops...... I recruit, I recruit, people are killed by those robbers. Alas...... "But the Khitan people did not give up, and while asking, they raised their horsewhips and whipped them up with their heads, but they didn't care about Zhong Twelve's answer and begging for mercy.

The Khitan commander knew that he couldn't ask anything from these people, but he just vented his anger. Xiao Zhengxi, the border inspector, was transferred from Shangjing not long ago, and it is said that he was the queen's cousin, but he died in this small deserted village for no apparent reason. The murderer has already fled, and on this day, he is afraid that he has entered the realm of the Jin Kingdom and will never be able to recover it. In the end, these two dozen Han people could only be tied behind the war horses and brought back to the camp, and there was an explanation to the above.

In this way, Zhong Twelve was taken from one Khitan village to another, all the way west, and finally to the Xianping Mansion Prison. is related to the murder of Xiao Zhengxi, the queen's brother, although no one has come to ask in Beijing, Xianping Mansion has never dared to kill people like this, let alone let them go. Zhong Twelve has been in prison like this, both physically and mentally, both weak and numb, and even his wife Wu, who doesn't know where he is, doesn't remember it. Perhaps this state of mind made him survive like cockroaches, bed bugs, and rats in a prison. Until one day, a shady official went around the prison twice and picked out Zhong Twelve in the middle of a pile of prisoners.

"When you get here, you're dead." The official's voice was uncomfortable, "But you are very blessed. He said as if sarcastically, his voice like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing, "The court is useful to you." Zhong Twelve honestly lowered his head, his head empty.

At this time, in a partial courtyard in the Great Song Dynasty Tokyo Ouchi, the most favored Tong Gongcheng in front of the official family was personally instructing a group of new eunuchs to enter the palace, he took the fragrant tea handed by the little eunuch, and sighed: "There are tens of thousands of slaves and maids in these palaces, just waiting for the official family." In this life, don't say that serving the official family, even if you look at it from a distance, it is also a blessing from the cultivation of three lives. Tong Guan put down the teacup, gently wiped his hands with a hot towel, his eyes widened, and he said in a deep voice: "In this white jade palace, whether the official family is in front of him or not, he will cheer up the miscellaneous family, the miscellaneous family has seen blood in the battle array, if I see the half-hearted, cheating and slippery, I will not be spared." After speaking, he dropped the towel, and in the eyes of many awe, Shi Shiran walked out of the courtyard.

Back in his own signing room, the confidant eunuch handed over a letter, Tong Guan was shocked, as if there was a monstrous wave inside, but his face was silent, and he waved him to retreat. It's been several years, and he has almost forgotten the things he once experienced in the Liao Kingdom, Yelu Dashi has not looked for him, but the news from the Liao State has always made Tong Guan's nerves nervous. He always wished that the experience was his own nightmare, but this letter, which was secretly marked by the original agreement, clearly reminded him who was the master to whom he was loyal.

After a long time, Tong Guan took a deep breath, and after calming down, he took out a silver paper knife to open the letter, took a book of three hundred Tang poems, and compared it again, he couldn't help but gasp, more than a dozen people were going to be sent to the north, and he had to find a way to arrange cleansing for these people, and even enter the palace. The letter said that the men did not know his identity. But when it comes to the critical time, Tong Guan can use them, and let them do some things that are inconvenient for the Song people with their marks, and they can be killed after they are used.

Even if that person was thousands of miles away, he still tightened the iron chain around his neck. "The rules of purification are stricter than those for recruiting troops, and more than a dozen people must be arranged at once, and you must prevent those unsightly guys in the DPRK from making trouble." Tong Guan's face was gloomy, and he burned the letter to ashes as he thought about it.

The first person who is not long-sighted as Tong Taiwei said is Chen Dong, who has just entered the court. Relying on the grace of the official family, this limelight and clear stream figure is looking for trouble for Tong Guan almost all the time. Fortunately, although the official family has the intention of cheering up the dynasty, they have won the emperor's heart in employing people, not only using Zhao Zhifu, Shao Wu, Qin Hui, Chen Dong and others to do things, and gradually cleansing the old ministers of the previous dynasty, but also using Liang Shizhong and Tong Guan to faintly contain these important ministers of the foreign dynasty. Therefore, no matter how Chen Dong played, he asked to dismiss Liang Shizhong and behead Tong Guan, and the officials suppressed it.

At this moment, the Wuchang army made Zhu Bernard's mansion, Chen Dongzheng and Zhu Sen played chess. In the past few years, both of them have experienced a lot of major events, and compared with when they were in Taixue, both of them seem to have a little more taste of being famous in the world. This game of chess has been played for a long time, only to see the black and white chess pieces densely spread all over the chessboard, the two sides are equal, Zhu Sen's white son firmly occupies a large corner of the field, Chen Dong's black son has also managed a thick external potential, the key to victory or defeat lies in the life and death of a big dragon in the middle of the abdomen. Chen Dong frowned and calculated the chess move, picked up a black spot in his right hand, and knocked it gently. Zhu Sen looked indifferent, and didn't seem to care about victory or defeat.

The big dragon in the middle of the belly can't make two eyes, but the black and white chess pieces in the middle of the belly are getting denser and denser, and there is almost no place to play, Chen Dong's brows are getting tighter and tighter, and his breathing is gradually short, these chess pieces, as if transformed into countless redundant officials, occupy the position of the six departments in the center and down to the state capital and county government, so that the Qingliu scholars who are interested in cheering up have no place to settle down at all, after a long time of silence, Chen Dong finally sighed, threw the chess pieces heavily on the chessboard, and pushed the scales to admit defeat.

Looking at his annoyed expression, Zhu Sen said with a smile while packing up the chess pieces: "Mr. Zizhan once said that he is happy to win and rejoice, Brother Shaoyang is too heavy to gain and lose. ”

Chen Dong shook his head and sighed: "The joy of chess lies in fighting for every inch of land, otherwise it will be meaningless." He was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said: "When the imperial court is employing people, can't you and Brother He stay and help me?" Although he is regarded by the world as a new upstart in the court, he has been quite unpleasant in the past few months, although he has not been depressed and depressed, but he is no longer so high-spirited when he first entered the court. Although Zhu Sen has no intention of pursuing a career, his colleagues in the Science Society, with his status as the most noble, staying in Bianjing is invisibly a big help.

Zhu Sen sighed and said, "Shaoyang suddenly had the leisure to play chess with me, and sure enough, there was something else. It's just that Brother He and I made an appointment with my teacher to guard the tomb for three years, and we accepted apprentices and passed on the knowledge of Confucianism. I have to be ashamed of Brother Chen's kindness. As he spoke, he stood up and arranged the chessboard and pieces neatly. Zhu Sen and He Fang both delve into the study of sexual reason, behave in a disciplined manner, and be sure that their words and deeds do not violate the way of the sage.

Seeing that Zhu Sen was very determined, Chen Dong was helpless, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has their own ambitions, Brother Zhu and Brother He made this grand wish, if they can make the world widely surrounded by the master, it is also a great thing." He put the sunspot into the chess box and said in a low voice, "There are many people in the world who are profitable, and there are few virtuous people, Brother Zhu is going to the southeast, I'm afraid it is not much easier than in the court." ”

Zhu Sen nodded and smiled indifferently: "This is not an overnight effort. However, I think that today's sorrowful people are not in the world who are good and virtuous, but in the scholars who are incorruptible and shameless, who have lost their reputations and do not know the righteousness of the monarchs and ministers, sit down and worship at the gate of the eunuch, and Qu Jie runs in the room of the right and luck. As the so-called politicians, they are also flattering, bribery, laziness and other abuses in the court, which are effective from the top to the bottom, causing the world to go down. Brother Chen, as a Taiwanese adviser, has a long way to go for the world. ”